Poems about Fear
#fear
Poems about fear, here you'll find poetry about struggling to overcome fear. Poems about what scares us, and how we confront those fears. A range of poems about all aspects of fear, from being completely overwhelmed by irrational fears, to growing and learning by facing our deepest, darkest fears.
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:15am
Yesterday 5:15am
Music and Politics
Do you remember the days
When you heard the radio play
We are the world
And “One” on Bono’s tour
We just wanna have fun
Was chased by I wanna dance with somebody
Are those days done
Hello anybody!
A Smooth Criminal was played all-day
Now we have one in the white house
Hip hip hooray
Yea quiet like a church mouse
I remember when the wall came down
The shock and awe of it all
I remember when another house came down
It was crazy. We knew who started that ball
There was a singer named George...
When you heard the radio play
We are the world
And “One” on Bono’s tour
We just wanna have fun
Was chased by I wanna dance with somebody
Are those days done
Hello anybody!
A Smooth Criminal was played all-day
Now we have one in the white house
Hip hip hooray
Yea quiet like a church mouse
I remember when the wall came down
The shock and awe of it all
I remember when another house came down
It was crazy. We knew who started that ball
There was a singer named George...
#anxiety
#fear
#frustration #motivational
#frustration #motivational
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14 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 11:37am
10th Apr 2025 11:37am
Not suffering alone (PTSD)
When we are under a heavy load of stress, it will take a more deeper hold upon the mind and soul, sometimes taking you where you've been and gone through this cycle of life. For sure we sometimes, have to reevaluate our own personal thoughts, on a time ⌚ in our lives that the damage has, already been done. Mentally and physically and emotionally, draining us slowly as it begins to take us back in time. When we were in a a foreign country fighting in war zone, fighting in a war zone that is not our war to be fighting for the freedom of it's own people's. YET still there is a down side,...
#despair
#emptiness
#fear
#grief
#suffering
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 2:15am
10th Apr 2025 2:15am
Guns don't kill people
As we look out into the world that we have to live within now, it's a shame that there are some young people's who have no regards, for taking a life as it is a human being rights, to be able to come and go for just a walk outside and not to be afraid losing there own life. At the hands of teenagers walking around the neighborhood, with guns or a rifles, just randomly firing the gun spraying bullets, everywhere with no regards to who they may have shot or kill. 🤔 For sure it's a sad world 🌎 that we all are living in now. Yet let's not forget to remember those, who have come...
#CallToAction
#dialogue
#fear
#ignorance
#StreamOfConsciousness
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brokenheart201725
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 1:34am
9th Apr 2025 1:34am
Shadows
Shadows Speak
In the hollow of night,
where whispers coil,
Darkness blankets like a shroud of soil,
Echoes of screams that rattle the bone,
A cadence of sorrow, a heart turned to stone. Beneath the suffocating weight of despair, Dreams lie shattered—fragments in air.
With bruised emotions and eyes void of light,
I stumble through shadows
that consume me whole, each fright.
Abuse clings tighter than chains forged in pain, And silence is heavy, a storm without rain.
Yet deep in this darkness, a flame flickers dim
The will to fight...
In the hollow of night,
where whispers coil,
Darkness blankets like a shroud of soil,
Echoes of screams that rattle the bone,
A cadence of sorrow, a heart turned to stone. Beneath the suffocating weight of despair, Dreams lie shattered—fragments in air.
With bruised emotions and eyes void of light,
I stumble through shadows
that consume me whole, each fright.
Abuse clings tighter than chains forged in pain, And silence is heavy, a storm without rain.
Yet deep in this darkness, a flame flickers dim
The will to fight...
#fear
#grief
#heartbroken
#rejection
#sadness
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brokenheart201725
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 1:28am
9th Apr 2025 1:28am
In the heart of night
In the heart of night,
where shadows whisper secrets,
pain dances, a cruel partner
in a waltz spun of despair.
Life, a tapestry woven with frayed threads,
each stitch a reminder
of battles fought in silence,
of dreams carried on shoulders
too weary to bear their weight.
Here, in the cradle of darkness,
where breath feels like a burden
and laughter echoes like a forgotten song,
the spirit wanders—
an echo of what once was,
yet never fully lost,
searching for glimmers
through the cracked edges of existence. ...
where shadows whisper secrets,
pain dances, a cruel partner
in a waltz spun of despair.
Life, a tapestry woven with frayed threads,
each stitch a reminder
of battles fought in silence,
of dreams carried on shoulders
too weary to bear their weight.
Here, in the cradle of darkness,
where breath feels like a burden
and laughter echoes like a forgotten song,
the spirit wanders—
an echo of what once was,
yet never fully lost,
searching for glimmers
through the cracked edges of existence. ...
#emptiness
#fear
#grief
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 8:25am
8th Apr 2025 8:25am
Don't Submit to the darkness
From dreams in the dark of night some dreams somehow, changes your mind thoughts on so many levels of your subconscious thoughts, sometimes taking you to the edge of no return. But regardless of how much you don't need it, it's a reflection of things to come from deeper than deep from the pure negativity, and chaos that seems to be the norm. 😞 YET it is necessary to understand that it's not over, when you lose it's over when you QUITE, living your best life ever. For sure it's a battle against the deepness of the truth, that it's only purpose is to keep you blind sided, from seeing...
#fear
#LifeStruggles
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#suffering
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 3:19pm
6th Apr 2025 3:19pm
A Sexist Pig Getting What He Deserves
Chris walked into the bathroom.
Saw a woman's reflection in the mirror.
That yawn became a scream.
Saw a woman's reflection in the mirror.
That yawn became a scream.
#fear
#fiction
#home
#mirror
#transgender
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Lilliputian
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 11:23am
6th Apr 2025 11:23am
Touch
A touch can last
like the mark left
by a searing branding iron,
and every touch that follows
will burn through to the marrow,
leaving only aversion.
like the mark left
by a searing branding iron,
and every touch that follows
will burn through to the marrow,
leaving only aversion.
#fear
#hurt
#memories #violence
#memories #violence
86 reads
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 3:43pm
5th Apr 2025 3:43pm
Stop Smiling
I
Am
A
Wreck
Bruised and discarded like those old ships
You found me and now what?
Why do you smile?
Everyone passes me by and not give a damn
Not …A…Damn!
You smiled at me
You reached for me and…and
What am I supposed to do?
You don’t understand
I’m a wreck
Your light hurts me
Stop! Smiling!
“Beautiful”
Me?
Beautiful?
Does he not see the bruises I carry?
This eye is black and blue
I did not fall
STOP..SMILING!
It’s starting to rain now
I can feel it...
Am
A
Wreck
Bruised and discarded like those old ships
You found me and now what?
Why do you smile?
Everyone passes me by and not give a damn
Not …A…Damn!
You smiled at me
You reached for me and…and
What am I supposed to do?
You don’t understand
I’m a wreck
Your light hurts me
Stop! Smiling!
“Beautiful”
Me?
Beautiful?
Does he not see the bruises I carry?
This eye is black and blue
I did not fall
STOP..SMILING!
It’s starting to rain now
I can feel it...
#anxiety
#dark
#fear #sadness
#fear #sadness
103 reads
15 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 1:54pm
2nd Apr 2025 1:54pm
pressure pressure
Pressure, pressure
Why can’t they leave him alone
Today the bay window
Demonstrates a panorama of beauty
He longs to go there
Taste the salt sea
To sail away from all this
Back to Jamaica
To places he had been when young
When laughing in the rain
When there was a now
The future too far away to contemplate
Clouds are gathering
There will be rain in the afternoon
The bay window
Has tearstains from
Too many yesterdays
Why can’t they leave him alone
Today the bay window
Demonstrates a panorama of beauty
He longs to go there
Taste the salt sea
To sail away from all this
Back to Jamaica
To places he had been when young
When laughing in the rain
When there was a now
The future too far away to contemplate
Clouds are gathering
There will be rain in the afternoon
The bay window
Has tearstains from
Too many yesterdays
#anger
#anxiety
#fear
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 1:32pm
2nd Apr 2025 1:32pm
On Her Knees Crying Scarlet Tears
After leaving work,
Lisa saw a woman on
her knees crying scarlet tears.
Lisa lifted her
up and saw with shock that she
had no eyes before she lunged.
Lisa saw a woman on
her knees crying scarlet tears.
Lisa lifted her
up and saw with shock that she
had no eyes before she lunged.
#death
#fear
#fiction
#scary
#zombies
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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 10:14pm
1st Apr 2025 10:14pm
"The Winter Warsaw Wladyslaw"
Władysław Szpilman’s world, a vibrant tapestry of music and camaraderie, was shattered in September 1939 with the Nazi invasion of Poland.
His beloved Warsaw, a city pulsating with life and art, became a prison, its streets echoing with the boots of oppression. The loss was immediate and devastating: his radio station, his livelihood, his sense of normalcy, all stripped away.
The gradual erosion of their humanity, the forced relocation to the Warsaw Ghetto, the constant fear, the daily horrors—these were the losses that chipped away at his soul. He witnessed...
His beloved Warsaw, a city pulsating with life and art, became a prison, its streets echoing with the boots of oppression. The loss was immediate and devastating: his radio station, his livelihood, his sense of normalcy, all stripped away.
The gradual erosion of their humanity, the forced relocation to the Warsaw Ghetto, the constant fear, the daily horrors—these were the losses that chipped away at his soul. He witnessed...
#abuse
#despair
#fear
#loneliness
#suffering
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